Photo Shoot 3

His comment astonished me. I said, "You don't mind taking a dick up your arse...?"

Daryl shrugged. "Well, it wouldn't be my number one choice of things to do, but if it loosens me up - and it's only for a few seconds - then it's no big deal, is it?"

I was speechless.

Daryl chuckled. "Come on, it's not like we'd be having sex or anything, would it? It's only to make the shot look convincing..."

I just gawped at him. After a few seconds I managed, "I'm not gonna fuck you..."

Daryl laughed. "It wouldn't be fucking me... it'd just be like... you know... like a biological necessity or something... I mean, my arse can't exactly loosen itself..."

"I don't think it'd be right..."

Daryl shrugged. "Well, we better think of something else, 'cause we're both losing our hard-ons and it's starting to get cold..."

I realised that he was right: our erections were now looking distinctly crestfallen.

Jono said, "I think I've got a beer can somewhere..."

Daryl laughed, "I'm not sticking a fucking beer can up my arse, mate! Haven't you got a wine bottle or something?"

Jono shook his head. "The neck of it wouldn't be any wider than your fingers..."

Daryl continued looking around the room for ideas.

Then Jono suggested, hesitantly, "Well... er... don't take this the wrong way... and say no if you want to... but what about... er... my cock?"

Daryl laughed. "You wanna fuck my arse?"

Jono shook his head. "No... but you guys have noticed I've got a hard-on, and... well... it's pretty thick... so..."

"So you're offering - purely out of the kindness of your heart - to loosen my arsehole up a bit, are you?" Daryl chortled and I found myself grinning.

Jono smiled. "Yeah... I guess I am..."

Daryl looked over at me. "Well, you're gonna have the same problem when he comes to take a few shots of your arse, Seb... what do you think?"

I laughed incredulously. "I'm not gonna let him fuck me! I'd sooner try the beer can!"

Daryl seemed keen to give it a try, though. "Come on... like he says, it's not as if he's actually fucking either of us. He's just shoving his cock into our arses -"

"Which is, of course, totally unrelated to fucking," I interrupted.

Daryl chuckled but went on, "He's just shoving it in and pulling it out and then getting a photo of how it looks..."

"And you wouldn't mind?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I guess not. It's not a sexual act." He turned to Jono. "Is it?"

Jono shook his head. "No way. I'll just work it in and out a few times and then-"

I stopped him there. "A few times? Like how many?"

Jono waved his hand dismissively. "I dunno... it'll have be a few times otherwise you'll just... you know... clamp up again... it'll be maybe half a dozen or so... I dunno..."

Daryl was insistent. "It'll be not much different from getting a medical exam, mate..."

"Except that the doctor doesn't usually probe your prostate with his dick..."

Daryl pretended to look shocked. "Really? Mine always has... isn't that how it's done, then...?"

I laughed. I was becoming more convinced, as long as it was going to involve just a few short jabs of Jono's cock.

I said, "You'd have to wear a condom..."

Jono shrugged. "Of course..."

"You'd be up for it, then?" Daryl asked.

"With reservations, yes..."

I couldn't really believe that Daryl and I were getting into this. Things weren't exactly getting out of hand but were clearly heading in totally unexpected directions. I suppose I really wanted to say no to what Jono was proposing, but I also wanted to get the shoot over with and this seemed an obvious way to conclude it.

Jono asked us to try and make ourselves hard again while he put on a condom.

We squeezed our cocks and played with them a little, watching him head over to his drawers, pull out a box of condoms and unzip himself to slide it onto his cock. Jono was clearly having none of the trouble maintaining his erection that Daryl and I had had: he had to really fiddle with it, untangling it from his underwear, to get it out through his fly it was so stiff. I was surprised at how thick it looked - it was much heftier in girth than either Daryl's or my own - and I noticed that he had some difficulty getting the base of the condom over the broad head of it.

When he'd finished, he walked back over to us, looking slightly awkward about having his cock protruding from his jeans. He looked comical, walking around with that thick knob poking upwards towards us, and Daryl and I chuckled.

He said, "So do you wanna go first, Daryl?"

Daryl smirked. "I don't want to, but I will. Since I'm already lubed up..."

Jono grabbed the lube, muttering, "That's a point...", and smeared a little of it across the large round head of his cock.

Daryl turned around and bent over. I noticed his cock was only semi-erect. He said, "Just a few times, okay...?"

Jono said, "Yeah, of course," and walked up behind him.

He laughed and said, "Open wide... I'm coming in..."

And with that, he put his hands on Daryl's hips, positioned his cock against his anus, and then pushed himself forwards to gently ease himself into Daryl's arse.

Daryl sighed. "Jesus... you're a big guy...!"

Jono chuckled, pushing his cock as far into Daryl's backside as it would go. Then he started easing it back out. He grunted, "Just a few times, then, okay...?"

Daryl nodded, breathing more quickly at either the pain or the pleasure of what was happening to him.

Jono slid back into him and then out again, and I noticed, with some surprise, that Daryl's cock was responding to the intrusion of his arsehole. He was lengthening rapidly, rising upwards back to full glory. Jono's cock was having the opposite effect than the one I'd been expecting.

Daryl sighed, almost breathless, "Go easy, mate... nice and slow..."

Jono obliged, grabbing Daryl's hips more firmly as he slowly fucked his arse with long, deliberate strokes.

Daryl opened his legs a little wider to accommodate him and glanced over at me, grinning. He said, "It's not that bad, actually..."

I smiled and glanced between his legs at his erection, fully restored and dribbling a string of precum from the puckered slit. I said, "Yeah, I guessed as much..."

Jono withdrew and examined the effect his cock had had on Daryl's arse. He said, "I think it needs a few more... it's not quite there," and then slid his cock back into Daryl's hole. He eased it in and out a few more times and then withdrew it again, this time looking more satisfied by the result.

He turned to me and said, "I might as well sort you out now and then get shots of you both together... that'd probably be best..." His face looked flushed and his breathing seemed a little faster than normal.

I really didn't want to go through with this but now that Daryl had, a way out seemed impossible.

Daryl moved to get up from his bending position but Jono told him he ought to stay put; something about stopping his arse from closing up too soon.

So Daryl beckoned me to stand next to him - "chest down, legs wide apart," as he put it - and receive Jono's cock.

I said, getting into position, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Daryl grinned and said, "Take it like a man, mate... think of England... or Norway or somewhere..."

My cock hung down between my legs, tense at how painful or embarrassing things were about to get, as Jono walked up behind me and applied some lube to my arsehole. The feel of his hands and the coldness of the gel made my cock shrink a further inch or so.

He loosened me up with his fingers a little, while Daryl just grinned at me, and then I felt his cock head - seeming so huge - pressing against the tight ring of my anus.

Jono said, "Are you ready, Seb?"

I said, dourly, "As I'll ever be..."

And he pressed himself into me.

I guess if I'd been as wholesomely heterosexual as I usually made myself out to be when I was among my mates, Jono's cock might have had some difficulty getting into my arse. But - perhaps fortunately under the circumstances - I'd sometimes found myself straying a little. And those few drunken nights at University, when I'd become a little more friendly with other guys than I usually admit to, had done enough to my backside to make Jono's entry a lot smoother than it might have been.

After a few winces from me and grunts from him, my arse swallowed him up.

He muttered, "That wasn't too difficult..." But fortunately neither him nor Daryl started asking questions about why.

Jono held my hips quite firmly and eased his lube-smeared cock in and out of my backside a few times. Like Daryl, I found myself responding to the masturbatory effect Jono's cock was having on my rectum, and I heard Daryl chuckle as he watched my cock lengthening and rising as rapidly as his had.

Within a dozen or so thrusts of Jono's cock my bell-end was looking as purple and as swollen as it had earlier.

I called out, "How many more, Jono? I thought you said you only needed to do it a few times..."

Jono's breath was becoming noticeably faster. "Just a few more, Seb... just to get it nice and loose..."

After five or six more thrusts, he withdrew with a slurp, leaving my arsehole feeling like it was gaping open widely. Jono glanced at it and then turned back to Daryl's arse.

He muttered, "Don't get up yet, Seb... I just need to loosen Daryl up a bit more..."

And he reinserted himself into Daryl's arse, grabbing his shoulders now, and fucking him a couple of dozen times with long, sweeping jabs.

Daryl muttered, "Go easy, mate..."

Jono was getting out of breath. "Yeah... just a few more... just getting you sorted..." I glanced around and saw that his forehead was sweating.

He pulled out from Daryl and, as I expected, moved along to return to my arse. Before he entered me, he unbuckled his belt and yanked the tops of his jeans and briefs down a little, allowing his large, hairy balls to flop out over the tops of them.

He gasped, "Just a couple more, Seb," and pushed himself back into me. He wrapped his arms around me and pressed his chest into my back, bucking his hips quite rapidly.

Daryl looked at me and grinned.

I didn't know why I was going along with this, but I grinned back.

After twenty or thirty seconds of blatantly fucking me for pleasure - he wasn't even trying to conceal his gasping and panting by now - Jono withdrew from me again and got back onto Daryl.

Daryl opened his legs wider and pushed his arse back to meet Jono's cock, clearly enjoying the attention his rectum was receiving. Jono grabbed his chest firmly and humped him rapidly, his cock making short rasping noises as it slid in and out of Daryl's arsehole.

Jono extended an arm out towards me and I felt his fingers groping around my backside. Finding my anus, he began fingering me like I would finger a girl. It felt really good: my cock stiffened even further in response and curved upwards to almost touch my stomach.

Daryl turned toward me and gasped, "Wank me off..." I don't know whether he was asking me or Jono to.

Before I could respond, Jono grunted, "Just a few more times," and then made a growling sound from the back of his throat.

Then, after several rapid and fairly rough thrusts of his cock into Daryl's arse, he abruptly withdrew and, panting, stumbled across the room towards his camera.

Pulling the condom from his cock and zipping himself up he muttered, trying to catch his breath, "I think that's sorted you both out... if you wanna get into your positions... I'll take the last few shots..."

Daryl stood up and laughed. I couldn't really understand why he was finding all this so amusing. He said, "Got a bit too much for you, mate...?"

Jono wiped the sweat from his forehead and then fiddled distractedly with the front of his camera. "No... it's just getting a bit hot in here..."

We posed in various ways, Daryl behind me and then me behind him, as though wrestling aggressively. We'd get each other into a few different locks and holds, one guy always bending forwards with his buttocks splayed for the camera while the other guy stood behind him with his erection raging at the threshold of his cleft. Our arseholes didn't gape open too explicitly, I gather, but were sufficiently widened to make it appear that we'd been, perhaps accidentally, penetrating one another.

After the two of us had showered, Jono was already beginning to prepare his solutions and equipment to start developing the photos.

"That was a really good shoot," he said.

Daryl grinned. "Yeah... I'm surprised it didn't split the condom..."

Jono looked sharply at him and blushed scarlet. "The photo shoot, I mean..."

Daryl pretended he'd genuinely misunderstood. "Oh, right... yeah..."

Jono kept blushing. He muttered, "Actually, I was thinking. You guys were so... er... accommodating... well... I thought I'd reduce my usual commission..."

Daryl looked over at him, clearly interested in the prospect of additional cash coming his way. "Oh?"

Jono nodded. "Yeah. I'll give you guys an extra ten percent, probably worth a couple of hundred quid to you each... just to say thanks to you... you know..."

Daryl grinned. "Nice one, mate. You'll have to come out for a drink with us once you've developed those. We'll have to celebrate the shoot... it was a pretty good one, like you say..."

Jono looked at him and Daryl winked at him. Jono's blush, which had been abating, returned with a vengeance.

So that's the story of how I appeared in a gay wank mag four or five years ago. If you ever happen to stumble across the issue I'm in - you'll probably recognise me from the stunned expression on my face in those last few photos - be sure to let me know. I'd love to take another look at it.